[Comprehensive] Today is also proving to Sherlock that I am a traveler

After talking with Mrs. Sifle, Aurora dialed a certain number with red eyes.

The bell rang for a while before the phone was connected.

"... Aurora?" The other side asked softly and tentatively.

"... woo..., Catherine... I..."

Aurora lowered her head, her tears fell on the hem of her clothes uncontrollably, looking pitiful.

The young woman sitting across from her sighed helplessly, took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to her, "What's wrong? You can't solve the problem even if you cry."

Aurora wiped away her tears with a tissue, her voice hoarse from crying too hard just now, "Catherine...you know, my mother wants to marry me to your father..."

This chaotic relationship caused the coffee spoon in the opposite woman's hand to fall from between her fingers, and hit the edge of the white porcelain coffee cup with a crisp sound.

"Mrs. Sifle... why do you suddenly have such an idea?" Catherine asked as calmly as possible, but it was still not difficult to distinguish the trace of reluctance in her tone.

Aurora pulled out a handful of paper towels from the table, and the white and soft paper was crumpled into paper balls and piled on the table.

She sobbed and said, "It's not for their benefit!...The family! The family! What else do they know besides the family!"

Catherine felt a little sympathetic to this friend, but this matter not only involved Mrs. Sifle's decision-making, but also her father.So she tentatively asked: "I don't seem to have heard that my father intends to marry a wife recently. My father will not agree to such a ridiculous thing."

"Their politicians who only see benefits will not care about my thoughts. Even you, aren't you forced to associate with that person?" Aurora said angrily with wet eyes.

Catherine paused when she heard her words, and she lowered her eyes slightly, "We have no relationship. Aurora, the relationship between me and Mr. Holmes is not what you think." When it came to privacy, she didn't explain too much, but she still didn't Hope this friend misunderstood.

Aurora didn't quite believe her. "Yes, you are not dating, you are directly talking about marriage! Mycroft Holmes, he perfectly meets your requirements for a marriage partner, and also meets your father's requirements!"

"No." Catherine slowly stirred the fragrant coffee with a spoon, her slightly lowered eyebrows seemed a little helpless. "Mr. Holmes is not such a rash man. And I... you know I have no expectations of marriage, it doesn't matter who it is."

All of her delicate facial features were exposed under the bright light, and after the most delicate and perfect carving, each side shone like a diamond.

Aurora looked at her in a daze, "...that's right, you only care about your charity and your career, things like marriage and love are too unworthy to mention for people like you."

Catherine watched her silently.

After Aurora finished speaking, she was silent for a few seconds, then burst into tears, "But I can't do it... I can't treat marriage as a bargaining chip like you guys! I love him like a water fairy following Like the sun god Apollo!"

"Who is the person you love? If he is willing to marry you, Mrs. Sifle will not veto it." Catherine gently rubbed the coffee cup and analyzed calmly.

But judging from the situation, it was simply Aurora's wishful thinking.Isn't it just wishful thinking for the water fairy to follow Apollo?

Although she and Aurora knew each other a few years ago, Aurora disappeared quietly for a few years later, time will bring a gap, the difference in personality, and the difference in life experience make it impossible for them to go back to the beginning.

Aurora shook her head in pain, "He doesn't love me. I know he'll never love me. But even that's not why I have to marry someone old enough to be my father!"

"If it's just a matter of age...Aurora, there are absolutely no shortage of unmarried young people in London who are suitable for you. So in the end...you still have hope for the man who doesn't love you." Catherine said to her like this She doesn't look sympathetic, maybe since she started to engage in charity and public welfare, after seeing the real poverty and suffering, the decadent appearance of these princes and ladies in London who are trapped by love all day can only be regarded as moaning in her heart.

The education and experience she received also made her understand that she should go after what she wants with all her strength, and stop loss in time if she is destined not to get it.

What Aurora did was completely contrary to her thinking.

"Catherine, you never really loved someone, you won't understand." Aurora murmured.

Catherine said nothing more.

***

At night, the Thames flows quietly through the streets of London.

Catherine, who was shocked by Aurora's remarks, was actually not in a good mood, but she had to go this trip because of her identity as the inviter.

... In fact, she would rather go back and look at the financial statements.

Facing the young man in front of him who was meticulously wearing a three-piece suit and a black umbrella quietly placed by the chair, Catherine only felt a headache.

Just because her father is a politician doesn't mean she wants to have a face-to-face meeting with Britain's best politician.

Oh...Of course, her father might be happy about it, after all, she can't handle her politically, and it would be nice to be older.

However, Catherine had to admit that it was quite easy to get along with Holmes who was especially good at observing words and demeanor, regardless of various external factors.

"You seem to be in a bad mood?" Mr. McCoff said slowly.

Catherine rested her chin and looked out the window. She could almost imagine the water of the Thames flowing quietly under her feet.Hearing McCoff's question, she turned her head and smiled, "It's an inevitable little quarrel between some ladies. You don't have to pay attention to it."

McCoff naturally could see that what she had encountered was not a "little quarrel", but the person concerned was obviously unwilling to mention it, and he was very knowledgeable and did not ask any more questions.

"It is inevitable that there will be some contradictions in getting along with people. As you said yourself, this is not a big deal, and you shouldn't worry about it."

"For Your Excellency, what is marriage?" Catherine suddenly became interested, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she knew that she had overstepped her words, so she added, "Sorry, I just said it casually, you don't need to answer."

"It's okay." Mycroft pondered for a while, "But I haven't thought about this question, so I can't answer it. I don't know what marriage is to Miss Catherine?"

"Two people who didn't know each other for decades were bound together through certain legal means to pursue common interests." Catherine replied without thinking.

"Your thoughts are very similar to my brother's." Mycroft's flat tone could not hear any emotional fluctuations.

"Mr. Sherlock Holmes?" Catherine thought for a while and asked uncertainly.

"Exactly."

"My pleasure."

"I made an invitation today because I want to ask Miss Catherine about something."

Mycroft was polite and thoughtful, and he couldn't fault it.

"You can speak directly if you have anything to say." Catherine straightened her face, showing her usual seriousness when dealing with things.

"Miss Catherine has a nursing home in York." Mycroft said unhurriedly.

Catherine's eyes flashed blankly, "Can you wait a moment, I don't remember, I need to ask my assistant."

"Of course." Mycroft gestured slightly.

Catherine went out to make a phone call, and soon walked in again, "Yes, I do have a nursing home in York under my name, and it is invested by St. Mr. Hilde invested in his own name. What's the matter?"

Sao Pusen is a typical family-owned business, and Andre Hild has an absolute controlling stake, so there is not much difference in practical significance between corporate investment and private investment.

"We need to do some research on this nursing home."

Catherine frowned, "Mr. Holmes, we are all sanatoriums, there is nothing worth investigating, right?"

"This is a work secret. But I hope Miss Catherine can answer me, why did you agree to build this nursing home?" There was a faint persecution in his eyes.

Mycroft's gaze made Catherine uncomfortable, but she answered the question seriously.

"...Actually, I didn't agree to build it. After it was built, Mr. Hilde invited me to visit and gave me a name. You know, my name..." She wanted to make a relaxed expression, but she was really relaxed Don't get up, "It still has some use in these circles in London. Plus Mr. Hilder agreed to donate 300 million pounds to the foundation next year, just a name thing... Mr. Holmes, you know, I am not only a A philanthropist is also a businessman, such a lucrative thing..."

The unfinished meaning in Catherine's words was vividly revealed.

"So that's the case. Then I hope that Miss Catherine will not interfere with the sanatorium's affairs recently, so as not to cause any misunderstanding."

"I see." Catherine nodded cautiously.

Under the blurred moonlight, in the sparkling light of the Thames River, some people's eyes are dim, some people's mood is swaying; Drunk to death.

It is like a sonnet full of world conditions.

The author has something to say: Don't worry about Aurora, she will not be the second Taroy, and she has very few scenes, not the heroine of the dungeon.